"Looks like you're not that stupid after all." Wuyou's eyes crinkled into a smile, which, though not admitted directly, was tantamount to an admission.
“We have no grudges against each other. Since entering the palace, I have treated you with utmost respect. Why have you schemed against me and brought me to this state?” Su Yun couldn’t understand. Although he had some ambition, he had no ill intentions towards Consort Xian when he first entered the palace. Why did this person hate him so much?
He couldn't believe that Consort Xian was just being idle and had nothing better to do than witness everything she had experienced since entering the palace.
"This..." Wuyou sighed softly, her eyes suddenly glazing out as she looked at the clear blue sky in the distance. A gentle breeze stirred her mind and brought peace. "Just think of it as me disliking you! Who told you to look so much like Bai Yiran? It couldn't help but stir up my past memories."
This reason is somewhat far-fetched, yet it makes sense. Su Yun knows everything that happened between the Bai sisters, so it's perfectly normal for her to say this.
Ultimately, it all comes down to that bitch Bai Yiran. Su Yun practically wanted to tear Bai Yiran to pieces, feeling that she had gotten off too easily earlier.
"Consort Xian, what do you plan to do with me?" The other party had already made up her mind and was shrewd enough. Begging for mercy was useless and would only make her lose her last bit of dignity. It would be better to die with some dignity.
Su Yun looked up, staring directly into Wuyou's eyes, trying to find something in her expression, but to no avail.
"Your Su family participated in the rebellion and were exiled to the frontier. As for you, you are a wicked concubine who brought ruin to the country, and everyone has the right to kill you. I believe you should have foreseen your fate."
As she fiddled with the jade bracelet on her wrist, Wuyou spoke casually, sealing the fate of the entire Su family with a single sentence.
"Even if you release my family, I will never be grateful to you. I accept the fate of the victor and the vanquished. Do with them as you please."
Hearing this, Wuyou sneered. Karma is a cycle, and retribution is inevitable. In his past life, Su Yun climbed to a high position and reached the pinnacle by stepping on Bai Wuyou's flesh and blood. Retribution will eventually come, and in this life, it is the other party's retribution.
Ultimately, it all comes down to each person relying on their own abilities.
"Guards, take the criminal Su Yun to the prison and await punishment." Su Yun has gone too far, wreaking havoc in the court and killing people at will. She is practically a vile concubine whom everyone wants to kill, and no one can save her life.
Only by killing Su Yun can the people's anger be appeased.
Wuyou lowered her eyes, watching her slender hands caress the jade bracelet on her wrists. Her tone was indifferent, tinged with weariness. For over a decade, she had been managing the harem day after day, dealing with Emperor Liang Yuan, that philandering scoundrel, and keeping an eye on a bunch of women for him. She was truly fed up with this kind of life, but thankfully it was about to end.
"Your Majesty, be careful—" Just as Wuyou was lost in thought, she heard the palace servants calling out.
As soon as Wuyou looked up, Su Yun pounced on him like a hungry tiger. The hairpin in her hand shimmered silver in the sunlight, and a hint of blue could be clearly seen on it, indicating that it was poisoned.
"Even if I die, I'll drag you down with me." She always sought revenge for every wrong done to her; anyone who hurt or schemed against her would suffer the consequences. He had specially poisoned this hairpin, originally intending it for the Emperor or for self-defense, but unexpectedly, it had come in so useful today.
With just a tiny scratch, breaking the skin, Consort Xian would surely die. "I would rather betray the world than let the world betray me"—that was Su Yun's nature.
Faced with the enemy's fierce attack, Wuyou remained calm and composed. She slightly turned her body to dodge the hairpin containing deadly poison, reached out and grabbed Su Yun's wrist, twisting it forcefully.
With a sharp crack, the sound of bones breaking was clearly audible, accompanied by a woman's scream.
"You..." Su Yun looked up in disbelief, never expecting Wu You to have such skill, breaking her hand bone in one fell swoop.
She kicked the person away, and the person rolled several times on the ground before finally stopping. Wuyou held the hairpin in her hand, carefully examining the corner of her mouth, and slowly a smile appeared on her lips.
He slowly approached and crouched down slightly, pinching Su Yun's chin. Looking into her bloodshot, resentful eyes, he smiled casually. White powder scattered from his hand, covering Su Yun's face, unnoticed by anyone.
"Take her away! Let our Empress experience all the punishments of the Heavenly Prison, so she'll know what happens to heroes!"
Su Yun was taken away by the guards, her straight back bent slightly as if she were being bent over by the burdens of life, and she felt regret and resentment in her heart.
"I advise you to behave yourself, otherwise your family and relatives will suffer because of you, and I'm sure you don't want to see that." Wuyou's voice was clear and distinct. Su Yun bit his lip hard, the taste of blood filling his mouth. It has to be said that Wuyou had found his Achilles' heel. His family doted on him, and he didn't want to implicate them, so he could only suffer in the prison, unable even to commit suicide.
"As for you..." Wuyou turned to look at Bai Yiran. The palace robes on the other party were covered in dust and dirt, and were unsightly. His cheeks were covered with scratches, which made him look even more terrifying with his ferocious expression.
"Sister, we are blood relatives! No matter what happened before, we are still family. If you kill me, Father and Aunt will not agree. Do you want to make an enemy of your own family?"
Bai Yiran screamed hoarsely, struggling as she was held down tightly, forced to look up at Wuyou. A mix of panic and resentment swirled within her, a feeling she couldn't quite articulate.
He had always been firmly above Wuyou in every way—status, position, looks, talent—she was inferior to him in every aspect. Even her later husband treated her like a precious jewel. He was a true winner in life, but more than a decade later, their roles have completely reversed.
She had become mud trampled underfoot by others, while the other woman was determined to soar to the heavens and become the most honored woman in the world.
Bai Yiran had never looked up to anyone like this before. He thought he would always be high above others, but today he had his face trampled underfoot, and he still had to beg the person he had always looked down on.
"Sister? Bai Yiran, ask yourself, have you ever treated me as your sister? You seduced the Emperor while I was pregnant, stole my husband, harmed my child, and took away my power in the palace. You are not worthy to be my sister."
Two palace maids lifted Bai Yiran up, and Wuyou raised her right hand and slapped her hard across the face. Her hand was numb with pain, but she felt incredibly satisfied. The high and mighty Bai Yiran was nothing more than this. Without the emperor's favor and her stunning beauty, she was nothing more than mud lying on the ground.
The nightmare that had haunted Bai Wuyou for life has finally been broken. He will never again be driven to sleepless nights and weep through his nightly pillow by someone named Bai Yiran.
"Have him lock her up and slap her thirty times a day until she dies." Taking out a handkerchief and carefully wiping her palms, Wuyou's tone was filled with resentment, a hatred etched into Bai Wuyou's bones.
The gate opened, and a woman dressed in palace attire walked against the light. Those in front would mistake it for a broad, open road, while those behind would become the past, never to exist again.
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